Options - Doja Cat

I don't need lovin', late-night cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back and pause it
Kitchen, island, bedroom, closet
Pickin' at us, well maybe
You know we both got options

I know you faded, boy
I feel it wearin' off
Went to get Hen' and Coke
I like the way you talk, yeah
I couldn't give a fuck
Givin' him paranoia
He just wanna smash on tour
Fuckin' for the new velours
I like it when you with me all night
I can't imagine what you might try
Yeah, you so full of surprises
Guess you one of my vices
You want a picket fence and a wife
You never change your mind when I cry
Yeah, I see you flossin', you know it
Droppin' your jaw when the drawers hit the floor